Honestly? I think Aisha had a crush on Taylor, and it makes her character so much more fun too. Her first meeting she gets to tease her a bunch and then the next time they meet she sees that Taylor is incredibly brutal and idk. I think she's weird enough that that would make a spark for her. Obviously Taylor barely noticed Aisha, and ends up dating her brother, so I think this crush withered a bit and likely made her kinda bitter as a whole, in large part because Aisha hurts a lot when people she wants to notice her don't. She thinks she's over it when Taylor leaves, she's been hurt enough already, and then Taylor comes back and oh no she is not over it at all and so she flirts with her a few times through Gold Morning, and she has an actual emotional moment with Taylor where she tells her it's ok to feel things, and she gave up on the crush but maybe she can still be important enough for Taylor to notice and not dismiss.
And then Taylor is barely Taylor, and Aisha is following her through portal after portal, watching as the fun-to-tease dumbass that made her heart flutter becomes more and more unhinged. Taylor is unraveling at the seams, and she's doing it all alone, even surrounded by thousands of capes for her army she's so alone. Except for Aisha. Taylor doesn't even know Aisha is there, she's never noticed her anyway, but she's alone and she's breaking down and she's still the woman Alec teased her about liking all those years ago. So Aisha does all she can to soothe her even as she stops being her, she sings soothing melodies, fixes Taylor's hair, gently rubs her back. So many things Taylor would never let happen, but that she needs to have. And then the golden man dies, and everyone is surrounding Taylor and wondering what to do with her, and she's going to attack them, and Aisha finally lets her power down and Taylor notices her for once. The joy from that hardly makes up for having her free will stolen and a knife put in her mouth as a threat, and if Aisha could move she'd let out a bitter laugh about how fitting it is that this was the time Taylor noticed her.
And then Taylor is gone. She's not coming back this time. And despite Aisha's best efforts, she can't quite move on from the crush just like she can't move on from Alec's friendship. So she does what she wishes people would do for her, she makes sure Taylor is remembered. She confronts Shadow Stalker and lets her know just how much Taylor mattered, because all those people afraid of Khepri and wanting to forget her didn't see her as tears streamed down her face and blood dried on her skin and her posture slumped like a corpse. They didn't see how human she was, how much she sacrificed. But Aisha did. Aisha saw the girl that she had fun teasing in the apartment slowly disappear. She saw someone so determined that they left their mind behind for the greater good. She saw Taylor at her lowest, and she was the only one who really saw her. She'll never get over seeing the hollow shell of Taylor Hebert breaking down as she sings to her, she'll never forget her. So she has to make sure other people don't forget her. It's her love language, and sometimes it feels like no one else speaks it.
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Could John start hurting himself in trial 3?
TW FOR SELF HARM
So I’ve got a lot of theories for trial 3 and stuff but this is the one I want to talk about first since it was the one that stuck out to me most yet I haven’t seen people talking about the possibility
I actually wrote about this theory quite a while ago which I’ll just link to but I definitely do think it’s very likely but hasn’t been discussed much.
For a brief summary of the post I made it’s a theory on how John may have self harming desires but doesn’t physically hurt himself as he’s afraid of hurting Mikoto. Basically it’s how the reason why Mikoto’s clothes are so tattered is because John has been ripping them apart in another way to harm himself but not physically hurt Mikoto. Heck, there’s very clearly bite marks on the clothes so I highly doubt it was from the fight with Kotoko. And as well as just ripping his clothing it probably explained the breakdowns John is said to have at night especially in that one minigram where Es heard on it and there was a lot of crashing sounds and stuff breaking, even ripping sounds which definitely matches with what I was saying. So John does all of this in a method to self harm as a stress reliever but not physically harm Mikoto.
So here’s the trial 3 theory. As of recently Mikoto has stopped denying John’s existence as everything he’s seen in heard it’s just too much for him to deny anymore. And instead of that he’s began to hate John so much and blame him for every bad thing that’s happened, even going as far to blame him for what happened to Mahiru even though it was very clearly Kotoko’s fault. And with John, he loves Mikoto. Dedicates his entire existence to him and despite all the constant trauma and suffering he’s endured the only thing that keeps him going is the possibility that Mikoto will love him and praise him for saving him.
“Hey now, I saved you, right? So why in the hell are you crying?
Cling to me, hoist me up as your "savior", stand up and sing out your gratitude, that'd be good.”
Judging by these lyrics, it seems John is somewhat aware that Mikoto is denying his help but still wants to believe it. Even Neoplasm he says how Mikoto’s entrusting him with his heart, which can either be he doesn’t fully know about the hatred or is denying it. But what I’m really worried about is how much Mikoto loathes John in trial 3 and what he could do.
As I said earlier John dedicates his existence to Mikoto and I couldn’t explain how John may feel after he would realise his hatred for Mikoto aside from his entire existence being denied. I already discussed this in another theory but for John to so deeply love Mikoto and dedicates everything to protecting him and only holding on with the possibility of approval and being told he did a good job, only to be met with unimaginable hatred from the person who he idealises as someone who could never hate anyone must be devastating on so many levels for John and… you can tell where I’m getting at here.
So what would happen next? Could perhaps John feel so betrayed by Mikoto that he could go to actually physically hurting himself out of conflicting feelings around Mikoto? Loving him like that but feeling so betrayed and hurt that he just tries not to care about Mikoto any more and harms himself out of both previously established coping mechanisms and spite?
It’s hard to tell here, as John is one of those characters who it’s very hard to predict what would happen next so who knows what he might do. I just believe this may be the most likely based off things that have been implied and established.
And just to address a potential elephant in the room is I highly doubt John would disappear in trial 3. That’s not how it works, and just because Mikoto may not be Guilty any more doesn’t mean he would be relieved from all stress so John definitely would still have his purpose. And I think it’s most likely why John claimed that he would disappear was that he believed Es hated him and wanted him gone, so he claimed that he would disappear if Mikoto were to be voted Innocent as a way to sway Es to that verdict. And there are lines such as “I’ll play dead even if I’m alive right?” And “can’t get rid of me now” that definitely imply that he will stay or perhaps pretend to go dormant which perhaps would be interesting as we’ve seen him masking as Mikoto in the minigrams before so it would be interesting if he does that in trial 3 perhaps. And side note even though this is kinda cheating theory wise but it would be stupid to remove John from the story like that so uhhh.
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ShiSaku Week: Day 4
The kingdom of konoha was one with many legends. From a boy who is a half Kitsune that protected the village from within the woods, to a Naga who promised power only to steal your boy and wear it as if it was their own.
Of course no once believed these legends. In fact, many of them where to to either scare the kids from misbehaving, keep them out if the woods, or to be a simple bedtime story. Nothing more than that. In other words, they were not real.
However, when a girl just shy of 16, was being chased by her villagers, she had to find reassure in those stories as she ran into the depths of the woods.
The deeper she went the farther their yells became, until they had stopped completely.
No one really dared to venture too deep into these woods. Especially, when one legends told of the flora moving on it's own and of fae who loved to torment humans.
Bow that her pursuers had stopped chasing her, she slowed down to walk. The animals of night where the only ones who kept her company with their sounds during her stroll.
At least that's what she thought.
If only she was aware of the red eyes watching her from above. The man followed swiftly and silently. He did not want to suddenly appear before her while her adrenaline was bearly coming down.
When she came to water fall, Sakura knelt down next to the pool, cupping her hands so that she could gather some water to drink.
The water was cool, and it quenched her thirst from all the running earlier.
Taking her time, Sakura was her arms trying to keep the scratches from the branches clean. Then she splashed some on her face. She didn't care that some of stray hairs from her pony got wet. All she wanted was to somewhat calm her racing thoughts. In fact, what she needed right now was a plan.
Ever since Ami, one of her school bullies removed the scarf, hiding her unnatural pink locks; she was deemed a witch. It also didn't help that she was proficient in medical practices. Sakura knew that rather than helping her during her trial, it would only be used against her. Witchcraft is what they would call it.
As you can guess, it was very uncommon, (more like unnatural) for a woman to know such knowledge in Konoha.
That was why she had to run into the forest. Had she stayed to fave trial; prove herself innocent she'd only be burned at the stake.
Tears began to slip down her face and into the watch. The stress and reality of her situation was beginning to get to her.
"Humans," a male's voice said from above.
Sakura shot up onto her feet. Looking up into the trees all around her.
"Whenever I encounter your kind, you're all either screaming or crying. Is that really all you beings know how to do," the voice said, boorishly.
"From the way you speak, it almost makes me thing you don't consider yourself human," she said, with her guard up.
His laughter echoed from all directions of the forest.
"So, you can talk back," he said, with amusement, "but how would you know if I'm human or not? Everyone knows of the legends that surround this forest."
Sakura glared at the tree tops, knowing full well he was trying to scare her. Well, it was going to take more than his silly mind games to scare her.
"Well, that's all they are. Legends. Things that guardians tell their wards to get them to behave. Now, if you're done playing your games; why don't you come out of the shadows and face me," Sakura yelled.
"That's big talk coming from a girl who was running from her own kind."
The voice this time came from behind her.
Whipping around to face the man, Sakura could help but hold her breath. Before her was a man with dark curly haired, and red eyes. The only things keeping him modest was the armor like material around his shoulders, and some very worn pants. However, what really caught her eye were the giant black wings.
"Breathe human," he said, with a smirk.
'Right. Breathing. Breathing is good,' Sakura thought, letting out the air from her lungs.
He eyed her as she slowly began to breathe in and out.
Shisui found her green eyes mesmerizing, but her pastel pink hair was something he found uncommon with her kind. In fact, it reminded him of a fae he once knew, but that was centuries ago.
He began to circle the girl. He couldn't help but question the practicality of herclothing as he lifted the first layer of her dress. This of course caused her to swat his hand away.
'She's quite brazen. I wonder how long she can keep that up,' he thought before asking, "What do the call you?"
Sakura now knowing the legends were true, went through ever one that her father told her to identify the being before her. "Ethereal beauty, wings, playful, and going by that smirk, very flirtatious.... Ah! I got it,' she thought, as she eyed his every move.
"Flora," she replied.
"Flora," he said, testing the name, " You know, somehow I don't believe that's you're name."
He rose an eyebrow and crossed his arms. He wanted her name. Since she managed to pique his interests.
"I know what you are. You must take me for a fool to give you any sort of power over me," she challenged.
It is advised to never catch the interest of a fae. Especially those belonging to the dark fae.
He got withing her personal space, he cornered her to the edge of the pool.
'What a horrible time to not know how to swim,' she thought, holding his gaze. She refused to show weakness in front of the fae. Especially now that they are centimeters away from eachother's face.
"Then what am I,' he questioned, giving her a smile while giving her a glimpse of his fangs.
Narrowing her eyes she didn't answer. She didn't want to be caught up in his games.
"Shisui," he said.
"What?"
"My name. I think it's only a fair exchange for your real name."
"Nice try, but I'm not falling for it."
"And here I was going to offer my help," he said, with fake disappointment as he stepped back.
"And how would you be able to help me," she questioned, rolling her eyes.
"Don't you really think you can survive here in the forest alone? By now, you ought to consider that all the legends are true. I'll be honest, I am kinder to your kind compared to everything else in this forest," he said leaning against a tree.
Sakura's hands become fists. She really wanted to hit something. Well, more like she wanted to hit Shisui. She hated that he knew full well that he knew that she couldn't survive in the forest alone. That he knew she'd need someone like him to help her.
Looking down at the grass, she said, "Sakura. My name is Sakura."
If anything his smirk seemed to turn into a smile. That smile dispire it looking sweet, held some wickedness. She belonged to him now.
"See? That wasn't so hard," Shisui said, lifting a hand into the tree.
Sakura watched as she broke a small branch. From his hands came a shimmering gold like mist. It covered the branch, and small white flowers began to bloom from it.
He beckoned her her over, before placing the branch in her hands.
"A peace offering."
"Thank you," she whispered.
The next morning the villagers of konoha went out in search for the girl.
The forest was different during the day. It was more forgiving; less alive.
The only traces of the pink haired girl they found were strands of her pink hair by the pool of the waterfall and pieces of her dress in the trees.
Sakura haruno became one of the many legends told to the villages' young for generations to come.
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